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Husband My Ass

作者: Favor V April
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 19:10:54

~Katia~

The silence that followed Jude’s words was not just heavy; it was a physical pressure that made the air in my office turn to ice.

Tessa stood frozen in the open threshold of the double doors, her hand still raised from the collision, her social smile dying a sudden, ghastly death on her lips. Her dark eyes darted from the tall, battered frame of the British racing heir to me, her mind frantically trying to process the sheer, staggering weight of the word he had just used.

Wife.

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